"Where am I? What's happening?" The man asks as he looks around the dark stone room. Many odd looking devices litter the floor.

"Do you remember anything?" A grizzled man asks from a few feet away. A third man stands off to the side.

"No, what? Wait, who am I?!"

"Perfect!" The grizzled man says as he flashes a disgusting smile.

"What the hell do you mean, perfect? Screw you dickwad!" The man spits.

"I'd like to congratulate you on your successful journey as you are now in another world. I shall call you C27. You are the first of many that I will bring here for my experiments."

"Yeah, not doing that. I'm out of here." C27 struggles to move but something invisible is holding him back. "Hey, what the hell?"

"Do you really think I'd tell you all these things without restraining you?" The Doctor asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Good point, please continue."

"Now, where was I? Oh yes, earlier you asked where this is and I'll inform you that it's the planet of Venew. As for what's happening, I'm about to kill you!"

"Oh, ok."

"What's with that response? Don't you want to live?"

"Well, I don't have any memories so it's not like I'm going to miss anyone. I don't really have any goals or anything so it's not like I have something to live for. Plus, one of the few things that I know exist in this world is your face, which is so ugly it makes me want to kill myself; so honestly you're doing me a favor."

"Ha!"

"Shut up, Brett!"

"Oh, so you do know my name."

"Don't get snippy with me. Now to get on with the experiments." The doctor declares.

"Could you kill me first? I don't know how much longer I can stand looking at you." C27 says with a smirk.

"Ha!"

"Shut up, both of you! Now, I'm going to inject you with the Zombie virus and we'll see what happens."

"Won't I just turn into a Zombie?"

"Not necessarily. There's a chance you may have a recessive gene or some type of immunity to the virus which we could use to create a cure."

"Neat."

"Yes it is, actually. Now, hold still."

"Ow." C27 jerks to the side as the serum is injected into his arm. "So, now what?"

"I already told you; now you die." The doctor pulls out a crude looking gun and points it at C27's head before quickly pulling the trigger. The room goes quiet as the man's body falls limp like a puppet with its stings cut. Both Brett and the Doctor look at the fresh corpse on the off chance that something odd happens. Eventually, Brett breaks the silence.

"Wouldn't it have made more sense to keep him alive?"

"Sh- wait, you might be on to something. Okay, from now on we'll try to keep our test subjects alive."

"Well , what do you want me to do with this one?"

"Just throw it to the dogs. They could use some fresh meat."

"Whatever you say, Doc."